Joga was not interested in the other party's so-called 'bigger business' at all.

50 AK74s plus 20,000 rounds of ammunition, even if the asking price of the black heart, can only be sold for 200,000 US dollars, and no matter how high it is, you will have to worry about being hacked and hacked.

Although a delivery fee of 100,000 yuan was added, the risks involved were very clear.

The black buddies of South SD are not all reasonable, the risk of $300,000 is still within the range that Qiaojia can bear, if there is really that kind of million-dollar business, if they have brain cramps and think that it is more cost-effective to eat black, then Qiaojia will be bad.

In fact, Qiao Jia was also to blame for being greedy, when he received the other party's deposit, it happened to be when his younger brother Qiao Liang was going to report to the university.

At that time, Qiao Jia, who was poor and jingling, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, he accepted a deposit of 100,000 yuan from the other party, and then remitted 50,000 yuan to China.

Looking back now, Qiao Jia still feels that he is a little impulsive, and it is actually okay for the other party to pick up the goods by himself, but it is a bit too risky for him to have it delivered to his door.

Now the other party wants to expedit, which means that the situation on his side is not very good, and the danger will definitely rise.

The only advantage may be that the other party wants it so urgently, which means that he really needs it, and he should not easily kill the supplier, so that the probability of black eating black will be reduced.

After sitting in his chair and thinking for a long time, Joga finalized his plan and took out his phone to make a call to an SD friend.

…………

Around 2 p.m., it was the hottest time for SD.

Joga parked his pickup truck on the side of the road north of Khartoum.

He looked at his watch and found that it was almost two o'clock, and just as he was considering whether to leave directly and give up this business, an SUV drove over from a distance.

Seeing the SUV flashing its headlights a few times through the rearview mirror, Qiao Jia put on sunglasses and a cap, pressed the window and waited for them to get close to him, and asked loudly: "Is it the person introduced by Boss Huang?" ”

Seeing a handsome young man nodding on the co-pilot opposite, Joga waved his hand and made a 'keep up' gesture, stepped on the accelerator and turned onto a path.

After about 30 minutes of driving on a dusty road, Joga stopped on a stretch of Gobi.

This Gobi is where Qiao Jia usually practiced his guns, and he walked to a few lying steel pipes, helped them up in twos and threes, and used a black mesh cloth to isolate the scorching sun in the sky.

It wasn't until Joga set up a simple tent and set up a folding table like magic that the people in the Toyota pushed the door and got out of the car.

The young man who had greeted Qiao Jia before walked into the shadows with two very strong-looking bodyguards.

The young man was very talkative, he took the initiative to take out a cigarette and handed it to Qiao Jia, and after being refused, he naturally lit one for himself, and then said with a smile: "This bad weather is almost hot."

It's all introduced by acquaintances, so I'm not polite to you, Brother Wolf, can you take things out and take a look? ”

Joga nodded, walked to the back of the pickup truck, pushed open the back cover and took out a couple of gun bags, then took a few boxes of bullets and walked under the tent and put everything on a tattered folding table.

Glancing at the young man and his two bodyguards, Qiao Jia stretched out his hand and gestured, "Will it be used?" ”

The young man couldn't wait to open a gun bag, looked at the AKM inside, and he let out a disgusted 'huh' and threw it aside.

The AK74 also did not arouse his interest, until he opened the gun bag containing the FN-SCAR, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I'm going, I finally saw the real guy, there are still two alternative modules of 5.56 and 7.62 calibers, professional, really professional!"

Seeing the young man clumsily trying to disassemble the assembled FN-SCAR and replace it with a 7.62 mm caliber shooting kit, Qiao Jia shook his head and put it together for him, pushed a box of bullets over, and said, "Take the money first, and then you can test the gun."

A full set of SCAR costs $50,000, AKM costs $1,000, and AK74 costs a little more than $2,000.

Regardless of the calibre, the ammunition is 5 rounds per dollar. ”

The young man waved his hand indifferently and motioned for one of the bodyguards to go to the car to get the money, and after the bodyguard put a leather bag full of cash and dollar bills on the table, another bodyguard suddenly pointed to the last canvas bag with a pistol and said, "What is the price of the pistol?" ”

Qiao Jia took out an M1911 from his bag and handed it to the bodyguard, saying, "2000 yuan, no counteroffer, try the gun if you are sure to buy it." ”

The bodyguard took the gun and checked it, disassembled it and reassembled it, quickly pulled the bolt a few times and felt it, and said: "There should be no problem with the gun, but these guns are not numbered......"

When Qiao Jia heard this, he sneered and shook his head and said, "Do you want me to help you register, it's best to help you apply for a gun license or something?" ”

The bodyguard should be from a military background, and he is still a little uncomfortable with this illegal business.

After being scolded by Qiao Jia, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's me who is wrong, as long as the gun is tried, it is no problem, we will ask for it." ”

Hearing that this bodyguard actually made the decision for the young man, Qiao Jia curiously glanced at the young man who was holding SCAR and didn't let go, and said, "Then try it, you find a target by yourself, or I'll get you some targets to come out." ”

"Is there still a target?"

Qiao Jia looked at the curious people, smiled and walked to the side of a steel pipe, and kicked the mechanical buckle of a small winch on the ground, and then there was a crackling sound on the ground in the distance, and dozens of simple iron targets of different distances bounced up from the ground.

Because the bottom of the target's column is a spring, those targets are constantly swinging from side to side.

Joga didn't want this range anymore, what he needed now was a new, longer-range covert range.

So he saw that the other party was so interested, so he simply released the target for them to play.

The young man's family couldn't guess how much money Joga had, but it was certainly a lot, because of his watch, Joga often saw it in some photos showing off his wealth.

Qiao Jia didn't know what it was like to wear hundreds of thousands of dollars on his wrist, but he knew very well that this was a big customer who was not bad for money, and such a customer was basically not likely to have problems, and he would definitely try his best to satisfy the other party if he could.

Looking at the obviously well-designed target position, as well as the faint shooting route on the ground, the two bodyguards glanced at each other, and then looked at Qiao Jia with a fast-drawn holster on his waist, and his eyes were obviously a little different.

This is a typical pistol rifle mixed combat shooting range, because the farthest target is obviously 200 away, looking at the angle of the target design, the shooting route is also formulated, but there are some obstacles missing to clear the route.

The most important thing is that these targets are all moving, and large and rapid shaking will seriously increase the difficulty of shooting.

It is enough for ordinary people to hit a fixed target, so it is no longer a simple play, and the guys who can play such a field are basically masters.

The young man didn't understand the twists and turns, he only felt that the targets were shaking and he was dizzy.

With a small number of motions, 20 rounds were pressed into the magazine, and the young man turned the fast and slow machine into burst mode, then turned off the safety and pulled the trigger hard......

"Bang ......"

"Ah......h